Who said I can't spoil my wife

Ling Ziang can be sure that he loves Su Wanran very much, otherwise he wouldn't be so sad.

"Brother Ziang, what's wrong with you?" Su Wanran took Ling Ziang's innocent right arm and shook it, her words filled with grievances: "Brother Ziang, talk to me, I'm so scared."

"..." Ling Ziang gently shook off Su Wanran's hand.

"..." Su Wanran was stunned, he always felt that something was wrong, he was a little flustered, and when he thought of this, he burst into tears: "Brother Ziang, what happened to you? You have never treated me like this, brother Ziang, what are you talking about? "

Ling Ziang took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and seemed a little weak: "Wanran, my left arm hurts so much, I can't take care of you now."

Su Wanran wiped away her tears when she heard the words, and smiled: "Brother Ziang, you finally talked to me. Brother Ziang, I know you are in pain. I can take care of myself, and I can take care of you."

It's just that the left arm is a bit scary, and he dare not touch it.

Ling Ziang's expression relaxed when he heard the words, and seeing Su Wanran's sincere expression, the crack in his heart seemed to heal a little, and he even felt that maybe his thinking was wrong, Wanran was just afraid, and her previous behavior should have no other meaning.

He softened his tone: "Just take care of yourself, I can take care of myself."

Hearing Ling Ziang's gentle voice again, Su Wanran finally returned to her previous appearance: "Brother Ziang, you can't use space treasures, so what will happen to your arms?"

Ling Ziang looked down at the arm that had almost turned into a mummy, and suddenly stared at Su Wanran and said, "Wanran, my arm was burned by the phoenix fire from the upper realm. I can't use it, and I may not be able to protect you during a fight. Maybe my future cultivation will be slowed down because of this. I don't even know if it will affect the space. What if the maturity of the spiritual plant in the space is prolonged? Wanran, if I really become like this, are you still willing to take care of me?"

"..." Su Wanran stared blankly at Ling Ziang for a while, and suddenly comforted him eagerly: "Brother Ziang, don't be afraid, you are a person with great luck, you will definitely be cured, and I will take care of you until until you get better."

Ling Ziang stared at Su Wanran, with a low voice: "Master Hu has fallen into a deep sleep, I don't know when he will wake up, other things are useless, I'm afraid I can't bear this pain, Wanran, you tell me, even if I lose my left hand Arm, you will stay with me forever!"

"I will accompany Brother Ziang for the rest of my life." Su Wanran nodded with tears in her eyes, "But Brother Ziang, don't you have a left arm, okay? OK."

When Ling Ziang heard the first sentence, his heart softened a lot, and he raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his lover's face: "Don't be afraid, Wanran, I will protect you even if I lose my left arm, besides, Wanran doesn't want to become stronger with me." Is it? As long as we become stronger together, so what if I don’t have a left arm.”

Obviously these were comforting words, but Su Wanran rubbed Ling Ziang's palm and shook her head.

"No, I don't want Brother Ziang to lose an arm. Brother Ziang is a man of great luck and is perfect. He shouldn't be missing an arm."

Only now did Ling Ziang realize that he and Su Wanran were not on the same channel at all, so he spoke patiently.

"Wanran, no one is perfect, don't be so persistent, okay?"

"No, brother Ziang, you are different." Su Wanran continued to cry: "Brother Ziang, promise me that you must heal your arm, okay?"

Before changing it, Ling Ziang nodded his head, but at this moment he was very curious about Su Wanran's persistence.

He was heartbroken, shook his head and said, "Wanran, brother Zi'ang can't promise you this time."

"..." Su Wanran paused, usually as long as he cried, Brother Ziang would promise him and try his best to do it, how could it be this time?Could it really not be better this time?Thinking of this possibility, he was even more sad.

Ling Ziang raised Su Wanran's chin, and asked again: "Wanran, tell me, what are you thinking now?"

"Wow--" Su Wanran suddenly hugged Ling Ziang's right arm and cried loudly, "Brother Ziang, I'm afraid, I'm too weak, what should I do without brother Ziang's protection?"

"Even if I only have one hand, I will protect you."

"Different."

A long sword pointed forward at the enemy, how could there be a hand to protect him behind him.

"What's the difference?"

"..."

Although Su Wanran was crying, she knew she couldn't say some things, she glanced at Ling Ziang's left arm, and couldn't help but look away timidly.

Ling Ziang kept looking at Su Wanran, not letting go of a single detail. At this moment, he suddenly seemed to have figured out something: "You are worried that I will rush to the enemy when you are in danger, and if I can't protect you in my arms, are you afraid that something will happen to you?"

Su Wanran raised her tearful eyes and looked at Ling Ziang in surprise: "Brother Ziang..."

Ling Ziang suddenly felt very powerless, but still harbored hope: "But Wanran, you can rush with me."

Su Wanran pursed her mouth aggrievedly: "But, brother Ziang, you said you would always take care of me, and you have been protecting me for so many years, brother Ziang, have you forgotten what you said? Brother Ziang, for Me, get well soon, okay? Don't make me worry, okay?"

There was no thunder in the sky, but Ling Ziang's heart thundered, which directly woke him up: only then did he realize that his lover had been spoiled.

Su Wanran used to be able to form a team to go out of the city with others to do missions, and he was able to fight monsters as hard as he could, but after being with him, he would do everything for him, and would not let him touch any danger. He thought it was good for him, but now Got it wrong.

Now Su Wanran only has himself in his heart, and the starting point for him to think about something is himself. He is unwilling to raise a knife to the monster, because it is easier and safer to shed tears to his lover!

Since when did your lover become like this?

After all, Ling Ziang has liked Su Wanran for many years, and this is still the person he loves deeply. After taking a deep breath, he put one hand on Su Wanran's shoulder and spoke firmly.

"Wanran, I will protect you, but you have to work hard on your own. You have to come out and pick up your weapons again, so that you can..."

"It will hurt." Su Wanran interrupted Ling Ziang, her eyes were red: "Brother Ziang, I will hurt if I get hurt. You don't even know how painful it was when my soul was bitten by Yi Gui. Brother Ziang, Don't let me go through that again in this life, okay? You promised me, you won't let me get hurt, you won't let me hurt again, and you will protect me. "

Ling Ziang was so weak that he almost fainted: "Wanran, I can promise you all these things, but you have to take action when you should, otherwise you will not be able to keep up with me."

Su Wanran took Ling Ziang's hand: "Brother Ziang, you have space. There are many spiritual plants inside. You said you would help me. When my cultivation base is high, I will naturally follow you."

Ling Ziang completely lost the strength to hold his lover's little hand back, and his voice was faint: "Wan Ran, didn't you fight monsters before you met me? Didn't you also protect me when I was lower than your cultivation level at first? "

"Yeah." Su Wanran smiled through tears, recalling the past: "It was really hard at that time, we were low in cultivation, and we would be injured when we beat ordinary monsters. Those wounds were ugly and painful, but Ziang My brother has good things to heal, and I can bear it. Fortunately, it didn’t take long for brother Ziang’s cultivation level to increase. It’s no problem to beat those monsters. Brother Ziang, you don’t know how much I liked you back then. "

Ling Ziang looked into the distance: "Do you like me to protect you?"

"Ah."

"I like that I help you fight monsters, I like that I give you a spiritual boost, I like that I pamper you, I like that I do everything for you, I like that I put you first at all times, don't you? "

"Well, there is no one in this world who is more perfect than brother Ziang, and none of the disciples of the Su family is happier than me. Brother Ziang, do you know that my father can't practice, and he is worried that if I don't practice well, I won't be able to marry a good family. It will be very hard in the future, but I met brother Ziang and became the happiest person."

"Yes, I am the only one with self-contained resources in this world, and I like you, so naturally I wish you well." Ling Ziang murmured before looking at Su Wanran: "Wanran, do you remember when you saved me?"

"Remember." Su Wanran nodded happily again.

"What were you thinking at the time? Why did you take me back?"

"Because if you lie there all the time, you may die. Although there are no big monsters around, there are other dangers." Su Wanran said as a matter of course.

"..." Ling Ziang choked, and suddenly laughed silently, yes, wasn't it because of his kind heart that he liked Su Wanran back then.

"Brother Ziang, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay." Ling Ziang stopped laughing and said seriously: "Wan Ran, you saw what happened today. I am not a omnipotent person, and I will be injured. Today I can't move my hands, but tomorrow I may have my feet. Don't shake your head and refuse to listen. Don't cry about these things, the world is impermanent, no one will be well all the time. Wanran, we still have decades and hundreds of years to come, you should think about this."

Su Wanran only felt that his elder brother Ziang was forcing him again, telling him such a future was even more unacceptable than asking him to kill monsters with a sword, and immediately felt wronged.

"Brother Ziang, don't do this, you have to be good, okay?"

Ling Ziang sighed: "Hey, Wanran, I want to be well too."

But who knows what will happen next.

Su Wanran leaned against Ling Ziang when he heard the words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and muttered to himself: "Brother Ziang is fine, Wanran will be fine, that's fine."

"..." No matter how quiet the voice was, Ling Ziang heard it. He closed and opened his eyes, gently pushed Su Wanran away, and said calmly, "Wanran, let's go back to the sect."

"Really?" Su Wanran was puzzled after finishing speaking: "But we are not sure that both Yi Gui and Su Hui are dead, should we stop chasing them?"

"I won't chase you for the time being. I want to send you back to the sect first. After you eat the spiritual plant, you will retreat in the sect and push your cultivation level higher."

As for chasing people, he can do it alone, there is no danger in the sect, and nothing will happen to Wanran, so he doesn't have to worry about it.

Su Wanran wanted to go back to the sect a long time ago, so she put Ling Ziang's right arm on the flying magic weapon full of joy.

Ling Ziang had a smile on his face, he couldn't feel the existence of his left arm because of his heartache, but he couldn't say anything to change the current situation.